Because yeah, that’s our objective. We haven’t told Macy yet about the single-heir goal. But the eighteen year-old’s not dumb. We go at her again and again with no protection, breaching that beautiful pussy and leaving giant globs of sperm inside. So you know what? The brunette’s gotta be in on the game. She’s gotta know that pregnancy is just around the corner, and that we’re gonna get our Morgan heir.
And it seems like Macy’s down with it. She loves us, mewling and opening her legs every night, any which way we want it. Before, the brunette was a genie in a bottle, trapped and unhappy. But now that she’s out, the girl’s a nymphomaniac. She’s drenched in Morgan cum 24/7, and it’s a miracle the sweet thing can even walk, her pussy must be so sore.
But there’s a strict schedule for our time with Macy. We all want to be the dad of our coming baby. So according to the pact, each brother gets a night of the week. You miss your night, too fucking bad. No switches, no swaps. And so far, no one has missed their Macy time. I think Trent canceled some meetings on his appointed day to make sure he had the energy, and Ford skipped a trial, he wanted to be around. After all, the girl’s just too sweet, willing and delicious. And again, we all secretly want to be the seed that sticks, the one that makes her swell with a Morgan heir.
Fuck, it makes me hard just thinking about her swollen with our baby, tits spilling with milk. I want to see how much curvier our pretty girl can get when she’s got a bun in the oven, how much extra flesh and poundage there’s gonna be to squeeze and love.
Plus, Will and I have a plan. Tonight, we’re gonna do double. Yep, Macy’s gonna take us both at once, and I know she wants it. Sometimes her eyes trail from my twin to me, hungry and lascivious while licking her pink lips, imagining the world. So yeah, she’s getting a dose of twin cock tonight.
And not just that, but Will and I are going to walk right in the front door of her house. Most nights Marsha and Jim stay up later than any of us assholes are willing to wait. We need that creamy pussy so bad that it’s a fucking joke. So like teenage boys, we climb into her second-floor window like criminals ready to ransack and pillage, spreading our seed.
Tonight’s different though. Macy texted and said her parents had an early dinner at the country club so they’d be in bed by sundown. And then showtime.
Will and I are there as soon as the light flickers off. We traipse up the stairs like it’s no big deal to be doing a two-on-one with her parents right down the hall, and stroll into the girl’s bedroom where all the magic happens.
Thankfully, our sweet thing doesn’t let us down. Macy’s waiting, naked and rubbing a vibrator on her clit already, legs spread wide, a special smile just for us.
But she was only expecting me, and not Will. A gasp escapes that pretty pout.
“Both?” she stammers, eyes flicking to me and then him.
A growl sounds from us both.
“Oh yeah,” is my smooth reply. “You think you can handle it?”
If anything, the vibrator hums even louder on her clit, pussy juicing even more.
“I think I can …,” she breathes, looking from one massive male form to another. “I know I can.”
And with that, it’s on. Oh fuck yeah. Will and I have done twofers before in the past, it’s no big deal. In fact, it’s our preferred way to go. The girls are always shocked at first, but as soon as they see our massive fuckrods, their eyes get heavy and hungry, and soon they’re bent over, creaming wetly.
Fortunately, Macy is no exception. Oh yeah, our sweet brunette wants us to own her holes, front and back, take-no-prisoners style.
“Yes,” she breathes, on her stomach now. “Now.”
But it’s too early. Because she’s getting a double penetration tonight, one cock in each hole, and the girl’s gotta be stretched and ready. So instead, we rub her back and shoulders, then the sweet curve of her ass and her thighs. Parting those big cheeks, that sweet slit beckons, her anus an exclamation up top. And no place is off-limits. We rub both spots, the girl moaning into her pillow as her pucker and slit twitch and juice wildly.
“Oh god,” she breathes, words muffled, hips gyrating involuntarily. “Oh god.”
“That’s right,” Will grunts. “And there’s more, sweet thing, there’s more.”
Because my bro pulls her bottom up so that she’s on all fours, sliding beneath that curvy body. But we’re not some cavemen just here to suck and fuck. He catches her mouth in a deep kiss, squeezing those huge breasts all the while as she moans again, loving the attention.